Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

What a seedling.

Patriarch Tongtian couldn't help but die when he saw that.

Cheng Bailu silently wrote down these words.

Tower of Babel?

Is Master Xu Peak trying to point him out, asking him to withdraw from Misty Immortal Sect and go to Tongtian Pagoda to make a living?

"Thank you Xu Feng for making a point."

Cheng Bailu handed over.

Xu Anshan's mind was full of question marks.

What did he mention?

Did this kid misunderstand something?

To Xu Anshan's surprise, even the two patriarchs were cold in the air space, and yet someone dared to seek his bad luck. Why is the air space so hard-tempered?

His temper is hard, but he is a bit useless.

"Got~"

"Someone came to deliver food, and it would be unreasonable for me not to collect it."

Xu Anshan stretched lazily.

Blade unsheathed.

"Don't!" Cheng Bailu held Xu Anshan's wrist and shook his head, "If we do this, we will startle the snake. They probably don't know that we have discovered them. Look at me!"

Between the words, Cheng Bailu made a "boom" with his hands together, and a wisp of white smoke rose between the two of them.

Xu Anshan's heart trembled.

"What is this for?"

"I practice the art of invisibility." Cheng Bailu said via voice transmission, "I am proficient in many escapism and invisibility techniques. This is also the confidence for me to walk in the rivers and lakes. Now let's go invisibly and fight first. Not to mention a sure win, at least not to fall behind. wind."

"..."

This kid is also very stable.

Absolutely went wrong.

If Cheng Bailu went to Tongtian Pagoda, it would be a true legend.

A steady batch.

Patriarch Tongtian had to give a thumbs up when he saw it.

Cheng Bailu, who had the word "stable" written all over his face, raised his chin towards the big mushroom not far away, and Xu Anshan also followed him in a strange way, and crawled towards the big mushroom in the dark with the help of invisibility.

In fact, Xu Anshan didn't have to work so hard.

With his temperament, he shook out the sword spirit and drew his sword to chop.

how...

Being the sixth child is contagious.

"Head~"

"How will we go up later? Do you want to come up with a slogan? Not to mention that this airspace is really suitable for being a sixth child. It's so dark that you can't see anything. Find a corner and squat down, hold your breath, and work properly."

The slightly mischievous monk lay on the mushroom and muttered.

"all!"

The big bald head who is also lying on the mushroom is shining brightly.

"Our Qinglang gang has to make a name for itself in the airspace. When the time comes, you will engrave these big mushrooms and write 'Qinglang gang is here for a visit'."

"Then what slogan shall we shout?"

"At once..."

"I opened this forest, and I planted this mushroom. If you want to live on from now on, do you keep money to buy roads?"

"Correct!"

The bald man patted the mushroom upon hearing the sound, before he could finish his sentence.

"Are you treating you!"

"What age is it, and you still have this set of words, are you vulgar?"

The quintessence of nationalism is in my ears.

The bald head lying on the mushroom stared sideways, and happened to see Xu Anshan carrying a mace in his hand, and Cheng Bailu's giant hammer was raised above his head.

Seeing them, the bald head froze for a moment and stared at the entrance of the mushroom forest.

He silently stared at Xu Anshan with wide eyes.

Bang!

Cheng Bailu's sledgehammer slammed on the monk's back, and Xu Anshan rounded the mace and hit the bald man on the back of the head with a bang.

When the mace went down, the bald monk stared angrily.

"Mom~"

"You're pretty tough."

Xu Anshan grasped the mace, thump, thud, thud, like whack-a-mole.

"you..."

"Go!" Xu Anshan, who swung the mace round, threw a stick on the bald head's waist, and the stick sent the bald head straight several hundred meters.

Xu Anshan held a mace in one hand and looked out.

"Whoo~"

"A home run."

As for the bald-faced monk lying here with the bald head, he had already been knocked unconscious by Cheng Bailu's sledgehammer, but Cheng Bailu was still smashing him with all his might.

"Almost got it."

Xu Anshan raised his hand, Cheng Bailu said solemnly.

"No, it's fine if you don't make a move. Since you make a move, you have to use all your strength. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to wake up this kid. I will make up two more hammers."

stable!

So stable!

Cheng Bailu said two hammers with his mouth, and swung another twenty or so hammers abruptly, and then he was relieved and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Take a break and hit again!"

"It's not buddy, are you sick?" The monk who had been in a coma for a long time suddenly turned over, "You have beaten me more than 200 times, and I pretended to be unconscious when you hit me for the first time, buddy, you actually Saying that the meeting is still smashing, killing people is nothing more than nodding, you are the king of Hades, you have harmed me so much."

Is it okay to pretend to be dizzy?

The most outrageous thing is that this pretending to be dizzy was broken by Cheng Bailu, and he didn't even bother to pretend anymore.

"Is it wrong for me to be steady?"

Cheng Bailu held a sledgehammer and argued hard.

"I don't know if you're steady or not, I think you're a bit of a psychopath." The monk sat upright with his legs crossed, "Let's just say, you said you should be steady, and then you take a third-grade magic weapon for condensing qi Come smash me to cross the tribulation, you are steady or perverted, you decide for yourself!"

Family members, who knows!

When I encountered a deformity in my heart.

Hit the back of his head with a magic weapon used for refining qi, how can this be killing people, it's not pure torture, it still hurts if it doesn't kill you.

More than 200 hammers smashed his head full of bags.

"What~"

"You are a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, can't you hold a magic weapon above the seventh rank? If you want to mess around like this, you might as well be a bandit with us. Where can there be someone like you!"

The monk clutched his head full of bags and was out of breath.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, Cheng Bailu swung the sledgehammer and landed on the back of the monk's head with a bang.

The monk fell to the ground with the hammer.

"What are you yelling about? I forgot to bring my weapon when I went out, and I only have a third-grade magic weapon in my hand, and you are still yelling." Cheng Bailu leaned over and stared, "I'm having a debate with you, and you told me there's something wrong with it?" No, I'm waiting to recharge, are you waiting to die?"

No oil and salt!

Cheng Baihui didn't listen to a single word that the monk with a big bag on his head said.

Also chatted.

They are the enemy! ! !

With this kind of brain, it is possible to cultivate to the Transcending Tribulation Realm, which really depends on the excellent cultivation environment of the Star Territory.

"Old Cheng, I didn't realize that you are well-mannered, and the weapons you use are quite rough." Xu Anshan said with a light smile, "It's just that this level is indeed a bit low, which sect of yours is a bit bad, how about I give you a few handle weapon."

"I don't need Peak Master Xu, I just went out in a hurry, and my weapon fell into the cave."

He was too anxious to say hello to Xu Anshan, so he didn't bring his weapon with him. Afterwards, a few of them left the Starry Sky Building together, and he never found a chance to go back to get the weapon.

The Misty Immortal Sect even gave him a fairy artifact!

"Okay~"

Xu Anshan didn't insist either, and it was at this moment that there were endless voices in the mushroom forest.

"Little ones, give it to me!!!"

The bald man who had been 'home run' by Xu Anshan before shouted angrily, and dozens of monks in the forest roared over, and at the same time, the monk who had fallen on the mushroom and his head was covered with big bags also jumped up.

"I'm waiting for support, what are you waiting for?"

"Sand sculpture!"

After spitting hard, the sly-eyed monk watched the bald head lead the other monks past his big mushroom.

"Hold it!!"

"Here, why am I here? Are you blind?"

The friar with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes cursed angrily with a livid face, but he didn't want another group of monks to come whistling behind the bald men.

"Stand there for my mother!"

"Dare to touch my mother and junior brother, does my mother give you a lot of smiles?"

"Stay there!"

"Whoever dares to move again, I will chop him up!"

(Fourth update, please generate electricity~)

(Yeah~)